"What's your name?"

"Li Ba. ”

"Why are you coming to Silvermoon City?"

"My mother is sick, come and grab some medicine for my mother. ”

“......”

Downstairs in the city, everyone has to be cross-examined, and they have to sign and draw.

Shui Motian alias Li Ba, can this also get by?

These guards are so irresponsible.

It didn't take long for Xia Qing and his gang to finally take their turn.

"What's your name?"

"Xia Qing. ”

"Come to Silvermoon City ......"

"Just passing through. ”

“......”

Xia Qing and his gang finally entered Silvermoon City.

In the city, the huge streets can accommodate eight horses in parallel.

The business atmosphere here is very strong, and there are all kinds of shops, large and small.

"Oh, what's that?"

Yi Mizi's gaze was fixed on a nearby cloth village.

"That's ......"

Xia Qing looked over, and the flag outside the cloth village was embroidered with the family emblem.

The family emblem turned out to be a silver moon.

In other words, is this cloth village the property of the Yinyue family?

"Master, can I go and have a look?" Yi Mizi asked Xia Qing's opinion.

"Of course ......"

Such a trivial matter, Xia Qing will naturally let her.

After all, this was the first time Imiko had entered the city since her reincarnation, and it was the first time she had seen Fuzhuang, and everything here was new to her.

"Young Master Qing, don't forget that we're still on our way. A subordinate came over to warn.

"There is no rush at this time. ”

Xia Qing's focus now is all on Yi Mizi alone, and the matter of Xishan Mine has become less important.

Of course, what needs to be done, sooner or later, will have to be done.

It's just that until then, he has to make sure that Imiko is happy.

Because it means a lot to him.

So he personally walked into the cloth village with Yi Mizi.

The shopkeeper glanced at Xia Qing, saw that he was dressed luxuriously, and said with a bright eye: "What kind of fabric does the son like, just choose." ”

Xia Qing glanced at the store, and the colorful fabrics looked vulgar.

Yi Mizi didn't pick it, "Whoosh!" she rolled over and jumped down, pointing to one of the pink cloths, "Master, I want this." ”

Xia Qing looked at the piece of cloth, remembering that the empress's favorite color was pink, so she turned her face to look at the shopkeeper and asked, "How much is this cloth?"

The shopkeeper said, "Two hundred gold coins!"

Two hundred?

This piece of cloth is worth twenty gold coins at most!

He dared to ask for two hundred, this is obviously blackmail!

However, for the sake of Yimizi, Xia Qing will never bargain.

He casually took out two hundred gold coins from his baggage and threw them into the hands of the shopkeeper, "Wrap them up for me!"

"Yes!"

The shopkeeper looked happy and immediately took action.

"Wait!"

It was at this time that a woman in blue dressed as a man walked in from outside, and she said arrogantly: "I will give three hundred gold coins, and this cloth is mine!"

"Three hundred?"

The shopkeeper had already wrapped the cloth and was about to hand it to Xia Qing, but his hand was retracted again, and he said apologetically: "I'm sorry, this son, this cloth ......"

Xia Qing's face turned cold, "What?"

The shopkeeper said: "In our Silver Moon City, no matter what kind of commodity, it will always be the one with the highest price, since someone has a high price, then I'm sorry." ”

As he spoke, the shopkeeper returned the two hundred gold coins to Xia Qing.

Hehe!

And this ridiculous rule?

Xia Qing looked at Han Meng on the side and asked, "Does Silver Moon City really have such rules?"

Han Meng said: "Yes, indeed." ”

Gee!

What a god pit this rule is!

Xia Qing took the money and looked at the woman dressed as a man.

If you look closely, she looks quite similar to the shopkeeper. If you tear off the beard on her face, it will be even more like.

'Could it be that they are a father and daughter?'

This little trick......

Xia Qing smiled secretly, clasped his fists at the woman, and asked, "I don't know the girl's surname?"

"Me!" she looked at Xia Qing in surprise, as if to say: How can you tell that I am a woman?

However, her face quickly sank, and she said in a cold voice: "This son, you are very rude, people are clearly men, you actually call other people's girls, I think you have a problem with your brain!"

Hehe!

What man can say such a thing as you?

Xia Qing said: "This cloth is what I want first, so no matter how much money you contribute today, I will decide!"

"Yes, then I'll give you a thousand gold coins!" she said with a smug look in her eyes.

Xia Qing looked at Han Meng, "How much do you think this cloth is worth?"

Han Meng said: "Twenty at most." ”

He was honest.

Xia Qing looked at the shopkeeper, "Twenty is good?"

"What, twenty?" the shopkeeper looked disdainful, "This son, people are out of a thousand, and your twenty is too shabby......"

"Boom!"

Han Meng drew his sword coldly, "Huh!" The long sword shook and rested on the shopkeeper's neck, "So now, do you think twenty is enough?"

The shopkeeper looked calm, and glanced at Han Meng's body lightly, "Xuanyue Twin Swords, don't forget, this is Silver Moon City, although I don't know martial arts, but if you dare to kill me, you don't want to leave here alive!"

"Yes!"

Han Meng looked at Xia Qing, "Young Master Xia, what do you think?"

"I don't care, if you want to kill, you can kill, if you don't want to kill, you won't kill. ”

Xia Qing didn't expect that before he said a few words, Han Meng suddenly made a move.

"Sting!" Han Meng's long sword shook, "Plop!" The shopkeeper's head fell to the ground.

"Murder ......"

"Huh!"

The woman in blue with the beard just shouted, "Plop!" Han Meng slashed out another sword and cut off her head.

Now the cloth is in hand, and not a single gold coin is spent.

But Xia Qing couldn't be happy, he looked at Han Meng in surprise, "When did you become like Luo Xichuan?"

"Qiang!" Han Meng put away his sword and said expressionlessly: "In the past few days, following behind Luo Xichuan, I suddenly understood a truth. ”

"What?"

"As a killer, nothing matters other than killing. ”

"Huh, huh?"

Hanmeng's appearance at this moment is more cold-blooded and ruthless than before.

Xia Qing has nothing to say.

Maybe...... That's how a killer should be?

"Master, master, I don't want this cloth. ”

Suddenly, Yi Mizi grabbed Xia Qing's trouser leg and looked at Han Meng with disgust.

"Don't do it, let's go to the post station to rest first. ”

Xia Qing still held Yi Mizi in his arms, and walked towards the Xia Family Station.

According to the map, the Xiajia Post Station here is in Nancheng Old Street.

After walking a few steps, a cold voice came from behind him, "If you kill someone, you want to leave, what do you think this place is?"

Hearing this, everyone stopped.

Looking back, it was a young martial artist in his thirties dressed in blue. He was leaning on a large tree outside the cloth village, and there was no expression on his face.

Xia Qing looked at him from afar, but didn't speak.

Han Meng said, "I killed the person, what do you want?"

"I said kill you......" the young martial artist paused in his tone, "Of course, I can't beat you." But you've killed someone in Silvermoon City, so you'll have to come with me. ”

Han Meng frowned slightly, "So, are you the enforcer of the Silver Moon Family?"

"Exactly!" the young martial artist said, "Since you know everything, I don't need to introduce myself." ”